"And that’s the end and that’s the start of it. That’s the whole and that’s the part of it. That’s the high and that’s the heart of it. That’s the long and that’s the short of it. That’s the best and that’s the test in it. That’s the doubt, the doubt,
The trust in it. That’s the sight and that’s the sound of it.
That’s the gift and that’s the trick in it. You’re the truth not I."
"Each morning when I open my eyes I say to myself: I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn’t arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I’m going to be happy in it."
"When things break, it’s not the actual breaking that prevents them from getting back together again. It’s because a little piece gets lost - the two remaining ends couldn’t fit together even if they wanted to. The whole shape has changed."
"When adults say, “Teenagers think they are invincible” with that sly, stupid smile on their faces, they don’t know how right they are. We need never be hopeless, because we can never be irreparably broken. We think that we are invincible because we are. We cannot be born, and we cannot die. Like all energy, we can only change shapes and sizes and manifestations. They forget that when they get old. They get scared of losing and failing. But that part of us greater than the sum of our parts cannot begin and cannot end, and so it cannot fail."
"Here’s to the crazy ones, the misfits, the rebels, the troublemakers, the round pegs in the square holes… the ones who see things differently — they’re not fond of rules… You can quote them, disagree with them, glorify or vilify them, but the only thing you can’t do is ignore them because they change things… they push the human race forward, and while some may see them as the crazy ones, we see genius, because the ones who are crazy enough to think that they can change the world, are the ones who do."
as i walk through the streets of my new city my back feeling much better, i suppose i’ve reclaimed the use of my imagination for better or for worse, i’ve yet to know but i always knew you’d be the one to understand me, i guess that’s why it took so long to get things right. suddenly i’m lost on my street on my block
oh why, oh why oh why haven’t you been there for me? can’t you see, i’m losing my mind this time? this time it’s for real, i can see
the tops of trees are turning red the beggars near bodegas grin at me i think they want something i close my eyes, i tell myself to breathe
and be calm. be calm. i know you feel like you are breaking down. i know that it gets so hard sometimes. be calm.